banaane vaale kyaa tune
banaane vaale kyaa tune
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
banaane vaale kyaa tune
banaane vaale kyaa tune
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
hazaaro khubiyaan hote hue phir bhi burayi hai
phir bhi burayi hai
banaane vaale kyaa tune
banaane vaale kyaa tune
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
yahi duniyaa banayi hai

ye duniyaa aisi duniyaa hai samajh me kis ke aai hai
samajh me kis ke aai hai
parakhnaa bhi ye mushkil hai
parakhnaa bhi ye mushkil hai
isme kyaa burayi hai
isme kyaa burayi hai

chamakte chaand ko jab chaandani di daag kyo baante
chamakte chaand ko jab chaandani di daag kyo baante
banaakar khushnumaa phulo ko usme bhar diye kaante
banaakar khushnumaa phulo ko usme bhar diye kaante

agar aisaa na hotaa har koi magrur ho jaataa
agar aisaa na hotaa har koi magrur ho jaataa
jami se aasma takraake chakna-chur ho jaata
jami se aasma takraake chakna-chur ho jaata
banaane vaale ne ye sochkar duniyaa banayi hai
parakhnaa bhi ye mushkil hai
parakhnaa bhi ye mushkil hai
isme kyaa burayi hai
isme kyaa burayi hai

banaane vaale kyaa tune
banaane vaale kyaa tune
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
yahi duniyaa banayi hai
banaane vaale ne ye sochkar duniyaa banayi hai

Creator, did you truly weave this world,
this world, your tapestry unfurled?
Creator, did you truly bring forth,
this world, of measured dark and worth?

Though virtues bloom in vibrant array,
Yet shadows linger, come what may.
Creator, did you truly conceive,
this world, where sorrows interweave?

This world, a riddle, none can claim
To fully grasp its mystic flame.
To judge its depths, a daunting quest,
What hidden good resides within its breast?

The moon you graced with silver sheen,
Why then, the stain, the shadowed scene?
You painted flowers with joyous hue,
Then laced their beauty with thorns anew.

If all was flawless, pride would soar,
And earth and heaven would collide and pour,
A shattered echo in the void.
The world, in wisdom, was employed.
To test, to weigh, it is designed,
What hidden good resides, entwined.

Creator, did you truly bring forth,
this world, of measured dark and worth?
Creator, the world, with forethought made,
The world, your purpose, unafraid.